I Know Where 'The Punisher' Lives

Estoy muy esleepy ahora, entonces solamente el following, brief, cosa:

Whilst aking the rounds today, I followed a delivery to the stately mansion of TV "star" Katey Sagal by delivering a small package to a rather shoddy apartment in a relatively non-exculsive part of town. The deliveree's name (first initial, last name) was right there, on the buzzer thing at the front door, and it matched with the name on the package--a name I not only recognized, but cherished. I dialed the code for his apartment, and a person who didn't sound like I expected answered. He somewhat reluctantly buzzed me in and I went up to the fourth floor and knocked on his door. He told me to wait, and I used the time to laugh at myself for thinking that the person who lived in this decent-but-not-demonstrably-nicer-than-my-building building could actually be the same person so beloved by fans of the cinema. But then the door opened and, sure enough, the square-headed man before me was none other than Ivan Drago himself, the greatest Swedish thespian since Gustavus Adolphus, and legitimate MIT Fulbright Scholar, Sir Dolph Lundgren. He signed my manifest and I smiled a big, ugly smile of recognition at him, to which he responded by looking kind of sad. I still haven't decided how I feel about all this.

(A quick visit to IMDB shows that Mr. Lundgren continues to work steadily, and is currently directing his second feature. It should, however, be noted that his recent films include: The Defender, The Controller, Retrograde, Direct Action, Detention, Hidden Agenda, Captured, The Last Patrol, Storm Catcher, Bride of Dragons, Sweepers, The Minion, Blackjack, The Peacekeeper, Hidden Assassin, and my favorite, Silent Trigger.)

Katey Sagal's husband, a
TV writer whose name
I forgot the instant I went
to a different website